When she opened her eyes, the woman thought it was a dream. If it wasn't for the stinging pain of the wound, she really thought it was a dream, so she came back?

The woman with light brown hair leaning back against the dirty wall covered her eyes, the sore eyes could not shed a single tear, and the wound on her body had dried up, and the blood stained her light-colored, tattered skin red. There are many wounds in the clothes, and the tattered clothes can no longer cover it. A woman with wounds all over her body makes people look so terrible, and at the same time, she is out of place with the crowd walking on the other side of the wall.

She seems more like an outlier.

Just returned to bustling London, a curly-haired man in a dark trench coat walked quickly in a dirty alley, but behind him was not quiet, there was a knocked down abandoned trash can, and a Bottles on the floor...

Oh these people are so unprofessional.

The curly-haired man complained in his heart, but his face was indifferent.

Even if the next second he ducks his neck and dodges a bullet that was originally aimed at his head, it doesn't look like the other party wants him to walk out alive, which is really bad...but it's funny.

The mouth covered by the collar of the windbreaker showed a slight smile, and this smile ignited his beautiful eyes. It must be said that it was a very beautiful color.

He was starting to get a little excited.

Of course, the excitement didn't overheat his brain and short-circuit it.

Like a sensitive cat, he hid in a corner with insufficient light, and his hand was already in his pocket, where there was a gun that he 'borrowed' from someone not long ago, and there were still three rounds in it.

He was close to the wall, and he didn't dislike the filth of the wall, his ears were slightly tilted, and the sound of small footsteps...

The right leg was injured once, which caused the man's footsteps to be uncoordinated, oh, and the edgy personality...

There are four people in total, but there are only three bullets in their hands, but...

The arc of the man's mouth deepened, three bullets?No, no, it's too wasteful, one bullet is enough to deal with them.

He has this self-confidence, but this self-confidence was interrupted before it could be displayed.

There is one more footstep, the footsteps are not very heavy, but a bit chaotic?drunkard?No, no, no, that's not the sound of a drunkard's footsteps, oh, and the sound of breathing, which is one of the benefits of this narrow alley.

The sound of breathing was very steady, but the footsteps were a bit chaotic... It stopped, and then the man hiding in the corner heard the words of the men who were chasing him.

"Who!?" The clothes rubbed against each other loudly, the gun was pulled out, and the sound of reloading.

A man who didn't sleep well last night.

But the next sentence was separated by several seconds, and the person who came obviously frightened them, or shocked them, oh, what a useless non-professional idiot, their existence lowers the IQ of their entire organization, at least well Hundreds of streets, maybe more.

"Who are you!"

Shocked, flustered, vetoing tone.

Looks like another big shot.

The man raised his eyebrows and touched the gun in his hand with his fingertips.

Then he heard the voice of someone coming, a woman with severe water shortage and severe blood loss, about 20 years old, with a height of 165, and shoes of 168. The language is... the national language of that small country in the east, which is obviously not here. Among his majors, but if you want to learn, it's just a trivial matter.

[A passing passenger. 】The woman answered in this way, but she obviously forgot to replace it with the English she had learned for many years and then wasted because she fell to other worlds. She can only understand some everyday words, such as what this guy just said' Who are you'.

She deeply felt that the abandoned English would come back to torture her again, which was really painful.

How do passengers speak English?

so tired.

A look of tiredness rose between the woman's eyebrows.

"what are you saying?"

[…] The bull's head is wrong, the woman has given up talking again, she thinks she should go another way, thinking this way, she turns around and doesn't want to pay attention to it, but she is not happy, and now she yelled a few times in the back , speaking too fast, she didn't understand...

She is sorry for Mr. Ying T^T, although she has forgotten that Mr. Ying is a bald old man.

Then there was a bullet. It seemed that the other party felt that the woman in front of her was covered in blood, and she could tell at a glance that she was seriously injured. She had no ability to hide. The only thing waiting for her was death. Mi Xiaoxiao said, well, I probably really saw Hades, what a pity...

[It's a pity...] Mi Xiaoxiao lowered her eyes, her black eyes were so dark that she couldn't see a glimmer of light, just when the bullet was about to hit the back of her head, she tilted her head, the bullet was shot/empty, she turned her head, His expression was indifferent, while the man with the gun froze.

This is a bit of science fiction, a scene that would appear in a movie.

[The benefit of a legal society is that it restrains human nature. Well, since I’m back, I’ll abide by the rules here once and only beat you half to pieces, how about it? 】

After speaking, his eyes rolled up.

Man, near-future consulting detective Sherlock Holmes meets the only fierce woman in the world he approves of.

It only took 1 minute to kill these people, which is very short.

A very strong woman, an expert in martial arts, when did such a woman appear in that small country in the east?

【Can't come out? 】

The language is still not understandable, but it is not difficult to guess the meaning, he is Sherlock Holmes!

Sherlock thought narcissistically, his hands were still in his pockets, holding the gun, and he walked out very casually, but the next second he was crying, and looked gratefully at the woman who had been initially analyzed by him, and then ...The expression froze, like a movie with the pause button pressed, funny and funny.

There are surprisingly many wounds, his eyes are fixed on the woman, and there is a lot of information about this woman, which is rare, because there are too many flaws, and the flaws have given him piles of information, it is simply a ...

Huge information collection library!

"...It's really great!" Sherlock has always been a self-willed person, referred to as: a brat who hasn't grown up.

When Mi Xiaoxiao heard it, oh, she understood this sentence... Wait, this curly-haired man is praising her?The one who praised her appearance, or did she kill a group of men quickly?

She looked at Sherlock with a look of 'you have no problem with your brain, or there is something wrong with my ears'.

"It was awesome! The first time I saw someone walking down the street with so many wounds, obviously these wounds made you bleed a lot, why didn't you lie in the cold funeral parlor waiting to be cremated like this? God, you Why aren't you dead yet? It's really interesting!"

Mi Xiaoxiao understood the first sentence, but she didn't understand a word of the following long and fast words.

Fortunately, I didn't understand, otherwise...

Where can the curly hair be?

"Too fast...you, what are you talking about?" Mi Xiaoxiao frantically dug out the English that was thrown in the trash can, but the man in front of him was very displeased by the slurs in his mouth, and he seemed unable to bear the slang words.

Ah, what does it matter to her?

Mi Xiaoxiao turned her head away from his face, 'Are you an idiot?Even a simple daily sentence is wrong' expression.

Hehehe, please blame her Yinglao, the hand is gone.

Mi Xiaoxiao finally decided not to pay attention to this guy. She walked towards the men who had passed out, bent down, and inevitably involved the wound. The pain made her eyebrows slightly frowned, and she still couldn't ignore the wound. The pain caused, I think she asked her companions at the beginning.

'Don't you feel pain? '

And the answer I got was very secondary.

'what is that?snort. '

Well, I surrender.

She took out the other party's purse, opened it, and took out the money, then she casually threw the purse aside, and so did the rest of them.

The method is very skilled.

Sherlock's eyes were nailed to various places on Mi Xiaoxiao's body like nails.

Fuck!She shouldn't have encountered a pervert!

Mi Xiaoxiao was wearing a suit jacket that was taken off from the man, and wrapped herself up politely. She didn't like that kind of gaze, so she hoped that this suit jacket could block that gaze.

Just when Mi Xiaoxiao wanted to talk to the other party in that poor English, he spoke.

"Ma'am, I'm the one they're chasing. Obviously, a large part of your current income belongs to me, so don't you think we should share the money?"

Then this sentence became a mosaic taboo in Mi Xiaoxiao's ears [Ma'am, they'wow--'money'wow--'we'wow--'], that's it, it's okay, the other party's body The language is not bad, he accurately pointed at her to put the money, and the bulging pocket...

Ma Ma, someone wants to steal her money Σ(°△°|||)︴, what should I do?

"NO!" Mi Xiaoxiao refused seriously, it's fine, Mi Xiaoxiao gave herself a thumbs-up for a word without any ill words.

...Your British boss will talk to you about rebuilding, no thanks for the brackets lol.

"Follow up." Sherlock definitely stopped talking too much, because the other party was wasting his time.

Very good, I understand, Mi Xiaoxiao gave herself a thumbs up again.

Then, after realizing it, she realized that she actually followed him to an old-looking... hotel?

Wait, isn't she too honest! ?

Mi Xiaoxiao looked at the series of English words on the door panel, her black eyes widened a little.

This hindsight is too scary, why haven't you been sold after so long?Mi Xiaoxiao's classmate.

The author has something to say: After watching the series, I caught up with the detective Sherlock, so... ahem, my hands are itchy.

Here, Bird Sauce warmly welcomes the girls who jumped into the pit~

Disclaimer here: There may be some omissions in this article, please think twice if you have obsessive-compulsive disorder.

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